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In Junior year, things were no longer the same, we were no longer enemies. Now, we were friends. I was ever so grateful, I had dreamed of this for a long time, waiting and waiting for it to come true.
In the days that I lived in the spare bedroom of your house, I could hardly sleep throughout the night. When I did sleep, the nightmares of my father shook me awake. So, I spent the nights listening to your heartbeat from the next room, beating calmly as you slept peacefully.
